That's One Way To Do It

Amelia was up to her bedtime talking again. Tonight, after telling me I can live with her when she's married, she told me she knows how to get a girl. I asked her how and she said (in a deep voice) "Hey babe, marry me." and then she pumped her fist like a trucker honking his horn. So, two nights ago she was talking about Jesus's breath and tonight she is talking like a construction worker from New Jersey.